Check out the skylarkRiding and singing alongside salt cool breeze coming from the WestShips and their lawlessnessRunning wild and the wavesWearing their bright blue summer best

Here come the sailorsMarching two by two by twoThey pressed their pantsAnd shined their shoesAren't they strapping and deranged?Too long at sea makes your eyes strangeMakes them strainFor the vision of your youthDripping castles in the sand

I could still go thereBut my mind would be too loudSun on waterBright colors drowning me outI could still go thereSun on water